I find doing reviews and giving stars to rate works of cinematic art very difficult because the standards that each of us reviewers apply are obviously quite different. If a viewer is expecting to see some sort of terrifying series of images (prompted by some of the cover notes) - in other words, a kind of Vincent-Pricean flick - they s/he is going to be perplexed by the pace, the imagery, the monologue the symbolism, and the haunting bittersweet ending, then s/he will be utterly lost. If one is homophobic, s/he will outright dismiss the value of this work without doing even the most cursory examination of the film's merits and structure.
This is cinematic art along lines of German Expressionism which is highly albeit consistently symbolic, allegorical, metaphorical...even mystical. But if a viewer is not familiar with the evolution of this cinematic style in its modern application, knows nothing about how the cinematographer creates art through whatever methods are available, who knows nothing about Aleister Crowley and his philosophy of Self-Realization through magical means,...indeed, who knows nothing about Shakespeare, about the concept of the Spiritual Twin, does not understand Jungian Archetypes, is dead to the palpable yearning for one's Heavenly Self as depicted in the slow-frame pacing, will be hard pressed to make any sense out of it. The perfect marriage of imagery, technique, monologue, and music reaching a crescendo of Perfect Reconciliation when the Two Twins cease fighting one another and then embrace is so ineffable as to bring tears to my eyes each and every time I see it. But I am intimately familiar with all of the above concepts and methodologies, and, hence, the film is easily accessible to me. And, with the majority of positive reviews, there are clearly many others who share a similar aesthetic.
A film such as this will never be on cable TV and the other purveyors of movie entertainment. Don't look to rent the video at your favorite Video/DVD outlet. If you like standard fare movies, as opposed to cinema, you won't like this because you won't get it. Furthermore, the image of two guys wrestling, groping and kissing will definitely freak many viewers out since they do not understand that these images are symbols of the attainment of True Self-Knowledge, the Twins Conjoined. They won't understand the eerie symbology of the preparatory anointment of the tattooed man which refers to the preparation of the body for the Enthronement of the Realized Self. They won't weep in blissful recognition of the Rising Sun on a male figure because they have not done the "wet work." They will fail to understand the seabathing sequence as a metaphor for Baptism. Etc., etc.
But I know that there is a greater market for such fare, who are fed up with the decline in culture and education, with the stupefaction that the standard media affords. This small but significant minority is truly still alive while the others are already lost to history.
This is not a movie for the masses. But to those prepared to view it, probably several times, they will be overwhelmed by the intrinsic harmony and balance all of the film elements and deeply, deeply moved...forever after.